Manhattan Love Story

Yes!

Yep.

Yes.

AAA. Oh, that's ***. Don't remember her name.

Please, don't recognize me.

Ku-ku-ka-chu, Mrs. Robinson.

Oh God, yes. Yes. Yes. Yeah.

Probably... I don't know.

Yes.

Hello, gorgeous.

I don't believe we've met, but now I have to have you.

God, I love New York.

Look at that thing.

Not so much.

I just want to snatch you up and take you home.

That's mugging.

You are thinking about mugging someone for a purse.

It's time to re-examine your priorities.

Hold on. Must have that.

Most beautiful purse ever.

How great would I look... aah!

If Gandalf likes it, how great can it really be?

Nope, don't care. Must have that.

Not bad.

Yes.

Yes!

No.

First day of work.

First day of work.

Love the outfit.

I don't want to brag, but I do look pretty...

Hold on. What's this?

Perfeito.

Damn it. She's right.

So, you nervous? You got the butterflies?

Moving halfway across the country,

switching careers... I'd be straight-up freaking out.

I'm not switching careers.

I am finally doing the only thing

that I've ever wanted to do.

I'm starting my career today.

Oh, and before I forget, David's brother Peter...

the one he works with... he's gonna call and ask you out.

Is that my horoscope? It's awfully specific.

It'll be fun.

We could do couple stuff,

and you won't feel like the third wheel.

Been here less than a week.

I didn't realize it was getting awkward.

Not yet.

You are gonna love him, okay? Here you go.

I baked you some muffins to share with everyone.

Now, remember, his name is Peter,

and do not feed the pumpkin muffins

to anyone with a nut allergy,

or you will kill them.

Now fly, fly, little bird. Fly away.

Did I say yes to the date?

I can't remember. She says so many words.

What's up?

Uh, I need you to call one of Amy's friends

and ask her out on a date.

No.

Aw, come on. I already told her you were gonna do it.

Do you want to tell her I was lying?

No, I think you should tell her.

Seriously, though.

Her name is Dana, and I'm supposed to say,

"tell Peter she's not like the bimbos he normally dates,

so don't screw it up."

I don't like her already.

She works in publishing.

She just moved here from Atlanta.

She was Amy's sorority sister.

Sorority girl? It's getting better.

Oh, bro, that's just the tip of the iceberg.

Rumor has it they used to get drunk on appletinis and hook up.

Like "dance at a party and kiss

while everyone's watching" hook up, or...?

Hook up back in the room, tie on the door,

illegal in Texas, full sapphic debauchery.

I guess you could give me her number.

Amy refuses to confirm it. She doesn't deny it, either.

It haunts me.

If I'm honest, it's half the reason I married her.

All right.

What you doing, bro?

Working.

Are you?

No, of course not.

Here, come look at this profile pic

of this girl that Amy and David are setting me up with.

Which one is she?

- The ugly one. - How do you know?

If you're pretty, you're not gonna risk

having people think that you're the wrong one,

but if you're not pretty, you're counting on it.

No one thinks like you.

No, everyone thinks like me.

I'm really not looking to date anyone right now.

Hmm.

Are you not looking to date,

or do you know that women find that irresistible?

And then when you dump them, you can say,

"I told you I wasn't into dating," so it's their fault?

I don't know who you're describing right now, but it isn't me.

Get out of my soul, witch.

- Morning, dad. - Oh, hey, dad.

Hey, you kids on a break?

Well, I guess it is already 9... 02.

Check out the girl David set Peter up with.

The uggo?

Pound it.

"Peter Cooper." Oh, come on.

How does that auto-correct to "pirate condom"?

Hello?

Hey. Why did you just type "Peter Cooper"

into your status update?

No, I didn't.

I was searching for his profile.

No, you put it in your status update,

and now everyone you know now knows you're stalking him.

No. No, no, no, no.

Dana.

Undo. Where is the "undo"?

Dana, just...

people are seeing this, and messages are coming in.

"Who is Peter Cooper?" "Do you have a new boyfriend?"

Speakerphone.

Thing... I just want to smash it.

Yes, if you smash your phone, the Internet disappears.

Just give me your password. I'll do it.

"Muggles."

Oh, I'm the only person who reads "Harry Potter."

You're talented. You're ready.

This is going to be great.

Barry, take care.

Don't lose hope, Barry.

Keep that chin up.

Everything will be fine.

Hi. I'm Dana.

Barry left his back pillow.

- Jackpot. - You already have a good chair.

Check the drawer for change.

How many pads of paper do you need?

- Ooh, gum. - Hi.

I'm Dana Hopkins. I'm the new junior editor.

- As in just hired? Wait. - What department?

- Who hired you? - Hired?

Dana, I didn't hear you come in.

- Uh, everybody... - You just hired her?

Barry's elevator hasn't even made it to the lobby yet.

There have been some cutbacks at the higher levels,

but we are optimistic things are picking up,

which is why I am bringing in new employees

to, uh, help all of you.

Dana, uh, you are going to be working for Brian

and, uh, Sue here.

Excellent.

If anybody needs me, I will be, uh, in my...

- Bunker. - Office!

Who said that? You're next.

A little joke.

So, who do I report to?

Oh.

- Keep walking. - Hi.

Hi.

"Peter here. Din 2 night."

Romantic.

If I actually capitalize words and use punctuation,

am I some kind of freak?

"Hi, Peter. Food good yes eat?"

Screw it. Just be simple and to the point.

"It sounds delightful. When? Where? Dana."

Perfect. Send.

- Hello? - What?

Oh.

Uh, hello? Is this Dana? It's Peter.

Yeah, I was just texting you.

I think you hit the wrong button.

Ooh, a smart one.

Anyways, um, yes.

Yes, what?

I dinner would like.

Dinner sounds good.

So I'm gonna hang up now.

"Just made an ass of myself to the guy you set me up with."

Send.

No!

Uh, I think the woman you set me up with is insane.

She's a good speller, though.

Okay, I'm heading home soon.

Either one of you ever going to tell me what to do?

We're getting picked off one by one.

If anyone cheap can do our job, we're gone.

And you look cheap.

And we'll be burning these clothes.

I don't want your jobs.

I just want to learn how to do mine.

So, I will be back tomorrow,